It was a welcome sight visiting Borough Market on Friday to find the asparagus hailing from Norfolk instead of North Africa. I have to admit, I notice the difference in taste when air miles enter the equation with asparagus. I prefer to enjoy it for the few weeks of the spring growing season in the U.K. and leave it at that. So I was happy to buy myself a bunch (is there an official term for a bunch of asparagus?), and along with a loaf of Sourdough from Neal’s Yard Dairy, lunchtimes were sorted for the weekend.
Sometimes heaven is a poached egg with asparagus & shaved Parmesan on a slice of grilled sourdough.
